Quinny's Eye Surgery

The worst part of Quinny's eye surgery was the Covid test she had to take three days before entering the O.R. She's the easiest patient, what with her mammoth-sized bravery and head full of brains. She's rational, thoughtful, patient and calm. She is always my first kid to get their flu shot, which she watches being administered without so much as a whimper or whine, and afterwards she always tells her crying siblings, "It wasn't that bad!" That's why her monster tears literally threatened to brake my heart after having a swab shoved up both nostrils to tickle her brain in search of the Coronavirus. It was negative, FYI. She's free of Covid, but not of the bad memories from the test. Oh my goodness it was sad. She didn't make a peep and sat squarely and bravely on my lap while the nurse administered the test, but immediately following she swung around towards me, wrapping those toned arms tightly around my neck, and silently sobbed into my shoulder. She wouldn't let go for what seemed like forever, and when she finally pulled back to look in my eyes there was blood dripping down from her nose. This time, she didn't pretend that the test wasn't that bad for her siblings or anyone. Nope, she told them that it was the worst! The icing on the cake for my little Quinny-Cat was when the kind nurse brought a Minnie Mouse sticker as a reward for being so good. I'm sure the nurse saw this adorable five-year-old girl and thought she'd love a girly sticker. Quinn wasn't amused. She faked a smile and said thank you and when the door closed on her way out she looked at me, the sadness in her face suddenly replaced by shock and said, "Why would she think I wanted a Minnie Mouse sticker? I'd rather have Donald." It gave us both a good laugh for the rest of the day--Quinny ain't no girly girl! 

As far as the surgery, easy peasy lemon squeezy. She's had a few infected bumps on her eyelid for four months now. At first I thought it was a stye, then the doctor thought it may be allergies, but after a few visits to a pediatric ophthalmologist we learned that the bumps were actually a viral infection, and in response the eyes were trying to fight it and were causing damage to the eyeball. We tried to wait it out, but when more bumps started showing up we knew it was time for surgery. Quinny, as always, was strong and brave and wonderful, and the surgery went off without a hitch. The doctor was able to remove all of the diseased eyelid and now, just two weeks later, her eye looks totally normal and beautifully back to normal. I'm so grateful for modern medicine and I'm especially grateful for my Quinny-Cat.

24 hours with a pirate patch and this girl was back to (almost) normal! No swimming in a pool for a week and administered medicine three times a day, but other than that it's been free sailing!